A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1811-1820

Waylen smoothed Rena’s hair.

He murmured, “If things don’t work out between them, we can just let Cecilia be on her own. we’re family and we’ll always be there for her.”

Rena closed her eyes.

After a brief pause, she opened her eyes and expressed her unease.

“Waylen… I can’t shake this feeling that something might happen tonight. Stay awake with me, just in case.”

Waylen paid heed to her warning.

They lay on the bed and talked intimately, sharing the private moments of a loving couple.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the house, Cecilia cradled Edwin in her arms.

Throughout the night, Cecilia remained wide awake, her anticipation of the impending childbirth keeping sleep at bay.

Her hand tenderly cradled her swelling belly, feeling the gentle movements within.

In just two weeks, their little one would come into the world, yet she hadn’t picked a name for her baby.

In the dim light of the room, Edwin’s voice broke through the silence as he murmured “daddy” in his sleep.

Cecilia touched her son’s face gently, and her heart ached for the little boy… She longed to explain everything to him, yet she could not figure out how.

A sudden sharp pain pierced her lower abdomen, causing her to gasp.

Suddenly, the sheets beneath her were damp.

Her water had broken.

In the midst of her agony, Cecilia found it difficult to utter a word. Clutching her belly, she doubled over, the pain relentless.

Edwin roused from his slumber, witnessed his mother’s distress, her forehead glistening with sweat.

Edwin realized his sister was about to be born.

He hurriedly darted out of his bed, rushing to knock urgently on the door of the neighboring room.

“Uncle Waylen, mommy is going to have a baby!” Edwin exclaimed.

Waylen, in the middle of a conversation with Rena, didn’t hesitate.

He swiftly threw off the quilt and rushed to the opposite room, preceding even a coat.

Rena urgently trailed after Waylen.

As expected, Cecilia was indeed going into labor earlier than anticipated.

Waylen swiftly grabbed a down jacket and gently draped it over Cecilia. With a calm demeanor, he turned to Rena.

“I’ll carry her downstairs. Go wake up Mom and Dad. Make sure someone stays at home to look after the children and the rest of us will take Cecilia to the hospital now.”

Rena nodded, her eyes filled with concern for her sister-in-law.

Two minutes later, the lights in the Fowler’s house flickered to life.

On the first day of the new year, the Fowlers were on the way to welcome a new member into the family.

Waylen was behind the wheel, his focus steady on the road, while Korbyn provided directions.

Rena held Cecilia in her arms. While Edwin, who had insisted on accompanying them, sat next to Rena.

Cecilia broke out in a cold sweat because of the pain.

She was sweating profusely. Clutching onto Rena’s waist, she called out Rena’s name, her voice strained, as if she were speaking in her sleep.

Rena tenderly rubbed Cecilia’s belly, offering soothing words.

“You’ll be fine as soon as you arrive at the hospital.”

Upfront, Waylen’s grip on the steering wheel was firm, his attention solely on the road.

The snowy night made the journey treacherous; every turn had to be navigated with extreme caution. Hence, he didn’t allow his attention to wander elsewhere.

He drove himself, deeply concerned for both his sister’s and the baby’s safety, unwilling to leave anything to chance.

Half an hour later, the black Bentley came to a halt at the hospital, and a team of medical staff swiftly approached, rolling a stretcher toward them. Cecilia was gently transferred onto it and rushed straight to the delivery room.

In the grip of pain, Cecilia was in a daze, her mind clouded.

In her delirium, she muttered a name that still held her heart captive.

Mark.

Waylen was taken aback.

He tenderly leaned down and kissed his sister’s forehead and whispered in a hoarse voice, “I’ll call him, Cecilia.”

“No. Don’t do that.”

Cecilia, amidst her pain, shook her head weakly.

Sweat streamed down Cecilia’s forehead, and embarrassment tinged her face. Tears welled up in her eyes as she pleaded, “Waylen, please don’t call him.”

Waylen’s eyes were heavy.

He held his sister’s hand and nodded, “Okay. I won’t call Mark.”

The walls of the delivery room were totally white. There were also a pair of bright incandescent lamps in the ceiling above.

Cecilia was in excruciating pain.

But she bit down on her lip and looked up at the lights.

Tears streamed down the corner of her eyes, each tear reflecting the gleam of the light.

“Mark. Mark…”

She murmured the name over and over in her heart. It was not that she didn’t want to hear his voice or hear him call her name, but she was just scared.

She was afraid that if Waylen called him, the call would be answered by someone else, instead of Mark himself.

Cecilia missed him very much, and she also hated him very much.

She said to him in her mind, “Mark. I really hate you, you know.

Do you know Edwin has been missing you?

Do you have any idea how happy I was when I came to you and waited for you to accompany me to my antenatal appointment the other day?

Of course you don’t know.

You know nothing.”

Cecilia was feeling throbbing pain, making her feel so dizzy that she didn’t even have the strength to miss and hate Mark anymore. With the series of contractions she was experiencing, it was clear that the child couldn’t wait to come into the world.

Before long, a sharp cry could be heard coming from the delivery room.

This was the first day of the new year, and the Fowler family had just welcomed a new member.

born

one who picked the name for

building with windows that had a Light

here would feel comfortable drinking a cup of hot

round, no matter how beautiful the scenery was, it would

stood by the window, looking outside. His thin stature made the hospital gown

almost given up on

had lived two months longer than

with a glass

medicine,” Peter reminded him in a low

like he

a while, he murmured, “Today is the New Year’s

twitched when

smile and said, “Yes, during this time of the year, the Evans Gardon would always be beautifully decorated, and

also her favorite food,”

this. But after a moment of silence, he cautiously suggested, “How about you call Rena and ask about Cecilia and the baby? The baby

to fumble in

he stopped and shook his

thought about calling her, but he never did. It seemed it was

I better not call

to give Cecilia too much

this. Nevertheless, he stepped forward and handed him the glass of water and

“Please take your medicine.

you some pumpkin pies. You can

the medicines from him and

on the bed, and a nurse came

done, Mark looked sideways at

got weaker and weaker until

rare for Mark to fall asleep nowadays. This time, he had a dream and

Rena gave birth to Alexis. He dreamed that

almost

lived two months longer than the

a glass of

medicine,” Peter reminded him in a

Mark seemed like he had not

the snow outside. After a while, he murmured, “Today

when he

time of the year, the Evans Gardon would always be beautifully decorated, and Mrs. Evans would cook your

also her favorite food,” Mark

a moment of silence, he cautiously suggested, “How about you call Rena and ask about Cecilia and the baby? The baby should

to fumble in his pocket for his

then, he stopped and shook

never did. It seemed it was better if he never called her at all. He

call

didn’t have to give Cecilia

Nevertheless, he stepped forward and handed him the glass

“Please take your medicine.

bed. I’ll buy you some pumpkin pies. You can have a

medicines from him and

a nurse came in to help put on the medical

Mark looked

his grip on his phone got weaker and weaker until he finally fell

asleep nowadays. This time, he had a

hospital where Rena gave birth to Alexis. He dreamed that he was still strong

behavior was much

while and call him “Uncle

in his dream was

in his arms and gently stroked his face,

point, Mark

the hospital room were white, just like the snowy environment

gently closed his

he needed to have

felt cold all over his

to buy

plump foreign nurse

to return home. He missed

the food Zoey cooked, and the apartment on Gamous Road, which was where he

he couldn’t change anything

give up as long

still continued to hate him, even if he

to stay strong and fight

was finding it difficult to go back to

up on the bed and started to make paper

invent a plane when he grew up. The plane would be so fast that it would get to

go there

silly boy. Mark’s pale fingers trembled

back

snowstorm on his way,

The pumpkin pies are still warm,” he said to his boss

he saw the paper planes Mark had been making and he

paper planes and smiled

some of

only actually

more than a

his mouth, he put down the

his eyes and

to go back home and have a family reunion,”

Angela’s Library

will,” Peter cheerfully assured him. But he could see

he could ask him about it, Mark’s phone rang. It was a call

it was around 4

caller ID. For a long time, he didn’t say or

it. Maybe Edwin misses you,” Peter urged

broke into

silly boy,” he

to answer the phone. It was

sounded a little

he said, “Cecilia gave birth to a girl.

given birth to a girl that had been named

trembled so violently that he

Waylen said, “Mark,

Mark closed his eyes.

Waylen continued, “Rena will take a flight to come see you next week. I’ll

“Okay,” Mark said softly.

said, “Mark, no matter what,

entanglement with

had sacrificed too much in the first half of his life. He didn’t

and

call, he never even dared to ask to speak

been standing in the room all along, was eager to hear what had been discussed since all he’d heard were the one or

“What happened?” he asked.

a while, he looked up at

and he

he said with a

day of the new year. And Olivia is a very

in agreement and began to stroke one of the paper planes

fly back home to

Angela’s Library

a glance would be

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